Well, as I have admitted, this last chemo treatment was very difficult for me. At about day 5 of being swollen up (Rick likes to refer to it as the less intense-sounding, all inclusive female term of "puffy") and everything tasting and smelling bad, I told my nurse, Kathy, that I was over all of this. I was ready to say no more treatments - I'll take my chances with cancer thank you very much. Some things in life are just too much of a challenge, and all of us has faced a moment when we either wanted to say "no more" or we actually gave up.
Last night in my bible study I was reminded of a guy who faced a far greater challenge than I've ever considered and even though he made alot of noise about saying "no", he didn't run, he didn't hide. He put one foot in front of another, opened his mouth and spoke when he thought he couldn't , and did what he knew he had to do. I'm talking about Moses here. You know, the guy that Charleton Heston made famous in the Ten Commandments. Turns out that if you read the actual text in the Bible, Moses was not a whole lot like the character portrayed by Charleton Heston. I doubt he was tall. I really doubt he was studly. And He certainly couldn't remember his lines. The text says he was scared to death (I'm paraphrasing). He told God he was a lousy public speaker. He told him he was rather slow and couldn't really even write down what he should say. And yet, God told him to go to Pharoah, the most powerful and feared dude around, and stand up and tell him what God was prepared to do to make him let His people go. Now that's a challenge.
What Moses soon learned, and what I get reminded of pretty regularly, is that God had his back. God provided someone to help write the speech and to stand with him and help him talk until Moses figured out he could do it. And in my struggle with chemo, I woke up on about day 6 or 7 after this last treatment and went for a prayer walk and cried and cried because God was saying - enough about quitting already. Remember how I got in your face and got you to go to the doctor in the first place? Remember that I have a purpose for your life and you have more work to do? Busted. Again.
I am not a little train, and I often don't think I can. But I know He can. How about you? Seen any burning bushes lately? Peace.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
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